Lovely Day

What a lovely day it has been overall. I had a bit of hectic stressfulness peppered over my day, but here I sit nearing the end feeling a peace. It has been quite a lovely day.

I didn't really do all that much today. I slept like a rock last night, which was nice in comparison to the night before where my dog kept me up all night because she was sick. I woke up a few times before actually waking up, if you catch my drift. I decided to ride my bike today so I'd have a bit more time to continue waking up. I didn't know it was rainy. I knew it was supposed to, but I didn't bother to check before making said decision. Luckily it didn't rain on me while I was riding.

Part of my stress (and due to later events, peace) today was stopping by the Learning Abroad Office at the U. I like West Bank, but I don't like trying to get back to my side of campus (i.e. East Bank) after venturing beyond. I went to turn in some paperwork, only to find out I have to mail most of it in to the company myself! So I was stressed out because the deadline is tomorrow.

Then I went home and took my dog for a nice little walk. When we got home again, I talked to my mommy! She boosted me up again and told me what I should do. That sounds bad, she's not a bossy parent by any means; I was calling her for reassurance. She told me to look up a fedex station on campus, so I did and had it sent out! So hopefully the stuff I DID have gets there on time...or the ideal, it's supposed to be postmarked the 1st.

Then I went to small group, had a blast again. I think I really like the small group; the format and the people, it's already really comfortable to me. It's nice to have God in the midst of my week too, beyond just my new favorite day. That's not to say he isn't already, but a gathering of people for fellowship and worship. It's nice.

I am just feeling such a nice peace lately. It's probably why I have been having so many lovely days. It's a nice respite from the chaos that I was feeling not too long ago. I know that the only true factor that has caused that change is walking closer with God. My faith has been growing so much since the beginning of this year! I don't even care now if I say some cheesy christian phrase, - if that's the way I need to describe it, then hey! Whatever. I'm just seeing how being in closer relationship with Christ can truly lighten my burdens. And just thinking of how much I am loved: it is mind-blowing.

Can You Dig It, Baby?

I decided Sunday is my new favorite day of the week. Ever since starting this new church, and even last semester with vespers, I've started looking forward to Sunday each week. Thursday used to be the fave, because of sisterly bonding over Grey's Anatomy and it brought Friday which means the weekend has arrived! And Sundays still rock even though after them comes Monday.

My Sundays are usually quite packed, too, but I just love sunday. It makes me think of the country song from my phase, "What I Love About Sunday". Haha, oh, I still can't believe I went through a country phase...

I look forward to church, I don't mind getting up for it (not that it's really that early). I almost always leave sort of high on life; a lovely euphoric feeling, almost a jumpstart to make it through the week to the next Sunday. Then usually coffee with Carrie, or as of late, spaghetti lunch at whatever house it happens to be at. Then possibly a nap (which I haven't been doing the last few weeks), and a walk with my pooch. Then dinner at my parents' house, sometimes with my siblings which is always nice because I miss them so much!! And after that, coffee with "the gang" as I find it is easier to say than Mike, Eric, Margaret, & Me, sometimes followed by Vespers. We're still figuring it out.

I have not felt this at home and intrigued by church in about 2 years. I have not grown so much, or so fast in even longer. It's been such a blessing that it's within my neighborhood, that I have family that goes there (so I didn't have to start alone)...So many things! I just cannot stop raving about how awesome it is because I've already been so blessed going there, and it's only been 3 months!

My Sunday night playlist whilst doing the dishes: "Cette Minute"
"World" - 5 for Fighting
"Lovely Tonight" - Joshua Radin
"Lost Cause" - Beck
"Pictures of You", "Just Like Heaven", & "Friday, I'm In Love" by The Cure

(I went on a Cure binge-shopping trip on iTunes...oops)

Stuck Between a Jeep & a Hard Place

I was bored tonight. I decided I'd go to Lunds and get a redbox. Before I left, I felt like spicing up my makeup a little. So I did. In the words of the insane Tyra Banks, it was fierce! I decided on "Bolt", I heard it was cute. I wanted to bake, too. But not really bake, "just add water" kind of bake. I got a muffin mix packet, but realized we don't own a muffin pan. So I bought this little set of 3 tin ones with the paper things that go around them.

Then, since I felt like it I drove across the bridge to my Dunn Bros to get some coffee. The parking lot there is TINY. The tiniest parking lot I've ever lacked the brains to choose not to park in. I squeezed my mom's car into the spot, knowing I was just going to grab coffee and run, inevitably having to squeeze my way back out.

Margaret and I have been going there on the weekends, or wednesdays for a while now so I'd like to think some of the people are capable of recognizing that I am a pseudo-regular. Last time we were there, I asked the guy working when the manager would be in because I put in an app and wanted to talk to him/her. He gave me the card, told me calling was best and when to call. So when I came in tonight, the same guy was working and recognized me (yay, i love being a regular! the "Norm!" factor) so he asked if I'd heard from the manager. I told him that I did and we have an interview next week! I mentioned too that I heard he was looking for previous experience, and he said he noticed he seemed to like to hire from starbucks. I mentioned that I was just working there about 2 months ago. His reply made me laugh, he asked if I got fired. I told him essentially laid-off, and then he said oh well good luck and whatever else, and gave me free coffee! That's another thing I love, free coffee. Haha, always makes a day nicer.

Then I had to attempt to get out of the TINY ass parking lot. I was failing miserably, for maybe a good 30 seconds before a car drives into the lot, and sits there waiting for my spot. I felt like a complete moron as I tried and tried to maneuver the suv out of that tiny lot. They watched for a good 3 minutes as I backed out, curving the wheel, then drove forward; tried this way then that, and nothing worked. I don't know the dimensions of that car well enough to do that. The guy had to get out of his car and direct me. I was mortified, but it was really nice of him. I still feel sooooooooo dumb. OOOOh, my life.

Author

You know, sometimes I start these with a purpose, and sometimes I start them not knowing exactly what I mean to say. Like now. I just drew a 2 minute straight blank. I'll have an interesting or note-worthy day, but I almost don't know where to start. And it's always significant to me, but a lot of times I know it means nothing to anyone else. I'm a talker...I am well aware of this fact, sometimes I know when what I'm saying is not even going in one ear out the other...it's not being heard at all, but I have this need to talk so I'll keep going anyways. It's bad, haha.

So much interesting stuff has been going on lately, I am just intrigued by life right now...which seems really strange because a majority of the things that are happening aren't necessarily sunny. God has been doing so many interesting things lately. I think it's been going on longer than I realize, too (which might be a really obvious thought to some but...). The past maybe two weeks have had seen so many small changes in me; more changes in my perspective on things. I hate to be this cliche, but I feel right now like I'm high on life! How many people get the high-on-life feeling after 3(?), 3 straight days of dreary, rainy weather? Amongst other things...

It has been interesting, and I am interested in Tomorrow. I find myself less worried, and more trusting. I am also feeling more secure in the things to come; I am becoming aware of why the things that are on my heart are there.

Growth. Purpose. Author.

My Monday Monday

Today was an interesting day. It was rainy, I slept with my window open (as I do from the moment it hits a steady 45 to the time it hits a steady 76) and I woke up to the sound of rain. It sounded much more fierce than it actually was. Though, being a lowly college student barely hanging on with my part time job, I don't own an umbrella. The thought of stealing one from my parents (and they're might collection of all 3 they might have) has not occurred to me yet apparently. Thankfully, I'm the kind of girl who goes to school with her hair wet and curly anyways so the rain didn't really effect my hair. My gray sweatshirt, on the other hand, was completely speckled though not a solid wet.

I haven't figured out the tunnels yet, and unlike my driving I don't want to get lost at school, so I walked above ground. I'd wait about 4 minutes for another bus to essentially drop me off at the door, but I feel like that's so lazy, so I walk across campus. I like my morning power walk, it's nice; helps me wake up a bit more before class. So I trekked across campus in the rain, with no umbrella or jacket. Trekked back to my 3rd class, but thankfully it was not raining then.

I found my way home after that class, and it was still dreary, but again, not raining. I needed to take the dog out for a potty-walk (she literally pees a bit, then starts walking...and keeps peeing, but that's beside the point). I rather like this kind of weather. It's a nice chill, it's not cold like winter but moist, and also very windy! We were starting our normal route, when I decided to take her down by the stone arch bridge because it's the nearest scenic walking place within, well, walking distance. Usually, with my schedule on Mondays Rox doesn't get long walks (no rhyme intended), but today I was in the mood.

She was so darn cute! She was just trotting along like a little show dog, except with the same dopey grin on her face and her tail flailing from side to side, which she does when utterly content. She just kept on prancing, and would look up at me until I noticed. It was with either complete gratitude and excitement to be hanging out, or a quizzical look to demonstrate some nagging question she could only express via body language. She switched between the two. When we had to jay walk across the street (I hate waiting for those lights), I had to get her excited to run with me. As she ran next to me, giddy like a puppy she grabbed her retractable leash in her mouth! She never does that, it was just too funny to me. Then when we stopped, she just looked up confused as to why we weren't playing that fun game anymore.

I had so much fun. Usually I bring my camera, and the bridge was empty and looked so beautiful with the eerie misty city in the background so I was disappointed. But it was fun to watch Roxi, as she made up for it with her whimsy. She stopped, and curiously put her feet up on the edge of the bridge, and poked her head between the bars of the railing to look down. She pulled it out then looked up at me confused. Haha, it was priceless!

Then I biked to my night class! It was awesome! I forgot how riding a bike is after not having ridden in a long time, because I hadn't! My butt hurts already. I think I'm going to keep biking when I'm in the mood, or maybe all the time cause I liked it. Riding in traffic wasn't so scary, either. I didn't however have any bus encounters. That'll scare me no matter how long I've been riding!

Lastly, I got to go out to Bethel and visit my lover! Hehe, we had our good in-depth talking portion, as well as our fair share of giggles that usually ensue the first 2 hours. Driving home, I just thought about what a lovely day it was. And now it is going to end as lovely as it does these days, SLEEP!

Some Good Laughter & Some Good Irish Music

All you REALLY need is some good laughter and some good irish music on St. Patrick's, - though I know I will be argued with that green beer is necessary too. I'd say maybe a little irish decor or food helps, but really just having a good time. That's what I did today (and of course I wore green, but oddly enough on accident), and it was fun!

I was rather excited to discover the other day while talking to my mother and sister that I am 1/8 Irish! That's the most I am of anything, tied with French. It also explains why I have such a deep desire to go particularly to France and Ireland.

And for the rest of the night, while falling asleep to my irish playlist I will listen to distant (and near) sirens, of cops pulling over all the people who use this day as an excuse to get ridiculously drunk. I will be serenaded by Damien Rice and Glen Hansard.

Off to go watch a French movie...

Some kind of sick chinese fire drill...

Today was quite a strange day! I realized that friendship is so life affirming. Then I watched people go-kart (i'm too poor, sadly). After which hung out with my sister, and we laughed our butts off, as usual. She's more sarcasm and satire than I am, but we've learned how to make a good pair. I dropped her off at her place before I was to head back to my apartment, and she lives right near a cub.

Because I prefer cub to any other grocery stores and I needed groceries, and well, let's face it 12AM is the best time to do your grocery-shopping (in my opinion), so I did. I also wanted a redbox (my addiction), so I grab "rachel getting married", which I'm intrigued by cause Anne Hathaway was nominated for best actress for it! So I get my groceries and get checked out a TON which is always nice (and a little weird) when you feel disgusting.

I walked back to the car, ego a little puffed; kinda struttin' my stuff, lol...through the nearly empty parking lot. I decide I should get gas before I headed home, and stopped at Super A. I filled up, and I got on the freeway. I was keeping an eye on the car behind me in my mirrors, when I noticed I left the gas-door open. I had tightened the cap, but didn't close the door.

I got right back off the freeway on the exit that's always dead, especially at night. So I looked around at the stoplight and decided to just throw 'er in park and close it, right? Felt like a fool cause I've NEVER done that, I hopped out and closed it. Right as I was running back to my open door I see that a car was coming up the ramp behind me. I just plopped back into my seat and shut my door before I realized it was a cop. I honestly feel like stupid things like this only happen to me (but maybe I'm wrong and c'est la vie). I started freaking out to myself, repeating my mantra of "please, don't pull me over; please, don't pull me over...".

I think being pulled over is quite possibly the most terrifying thing I've ever experienced...nope, it is. I can really say I've never been more scared than any time I thought I was gonna get pulled over or I did. So I just got back on the freeway and the guy hung back a ways. I thought for sure the lights'd go on the second I got on the freeway, and he'd just pull me over on the exit ramp. I successfully got on the freeway, and he got on but behind the car behind me. I thought maybe I was out of the woods, but the cop pulls around and again I thought, I'm toast. He followed me past a couple exits, the whole time I'm stayed under the speed limit (duh) and prayed. Finally, he got off the freeway, *whew!*

I was so freaked out. I kinda do slightly illegal things like that [not exact, but similar] all the time when I'm driving, and I've never been even close to getting caught. I could've crapped a brick. Seriously, putting the car in park at a stoplight and getting out, to close the gas cap?? Only I would do that, then hop back in like it was nothing! This only happens to me; I swear. I don't know that I'll ever be able to do a chinese fire drill again (not the real kind, anyways).

I made it safely to my exit, after lots of deep-breathing that incident off. I got to the exit, came up to the light where a guy was sitting on the side of the bridge, elbows on his knees staring off dreamily. I didn't know what he was staring at so pleasant, yet almost melancholy. I looked over my shoulder, confused and saw the moon. Right as I realized that was what he was looking at, the light turned. As I drove away, I thought marry me! It might have made my day. Haha, seriously, cutest thing I've seen a guy do in a while. It was like he did that every saturday. Maybe he'll be there next week...

It was kind of the perfectly weird ending to a rather weird day.

Les Vacances Printemps

I am all cozied up (yes I just made that verb...ish-adjective), curled up in my bed, home-made iced tea to my left, brownies & teddy grahams to my right, dog at my bedside...and beautiful LCD screen before me about to start last night's episode of grey's anatomy. I have been ready to relax all day, today from the moment I woke up (a mere 20 minutes before I have to leave for the bus) all through all my classes. So, let spring break commence!

A State of Relaxation: "Right Now 2"

I'm so ready for spring break! My biggest plans involve a lot of sleeping. Probably a decent amount of paperwork too (fafsa, taxes, and all the stupid papers for study abroad, etc.). It actually already looks like it's going to be packed. All of my friends have the same spring break as me! This is the first time...well since like grade school when my friends were all from the same school! So it's going to be rather busy too, and I hope it still has the same rest factor. I've just got to make sure I fit everything together right, or it's going to be messy!

I'm already in relaxation mode: I've been sitting on the couch since 4, watching Oprah. Haha, I love me some good Oprah...and I don't know why, I think she's probably got a GIANT ego. Anywho, that was after walking the dog in the chill, and a bit of kitchen sink-scrubbing. Towards the end of a hard-hitting Oprah with her guest Tyra! (lol) I turned it off and turned on my latest tunes.

"Right Now (2)" playlist:
(these are the favorites amongst this playlist, go check some of them out I guarantee - no $ back, though - that they are great songs)

One Thread - Blind Pilot
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (cover) - Greg Laswell
Shine On - JET
How The Day Sounds - Greg Laswell
Last Words - Travis
Chasing Pavements - Adele
Into the Ocean - Blue October
Before the Worst - The Script
Bag of Hammers - Thao

In Retrospect: I Still Don't Know

It's been a while, and I'm not sure I made the right choice. Sometimes it hurts, but for which reasons I'm not sure. It's never easy to let go of a friend. I think back to some of the stuff, and it still hurts. Still. That's not good. That's when I think I made the right choice. But then I can equally think back on the good times, and it hurts too. Because I've cut that out of my life. It's hard to cherish the good times, when it's past and no one else shares in those. I guess it came down to did the good outweigh the bad? Was the toll that all of that "stuff" took on me, the scars it left worth it? I still don't even know the answer to that question. I was hurt a lot, and it was a fairly constant stream, but I'm usually the type to try and look passed that, so this was so unlike me. I still don't know. It's always hard to look back and wonder what life would be like after all this time if I had done something completely different.

I'm not sure I like this & I don't have a title

It's funny how I can shake a hand,
and not even remember,
It's funny how I live through December,
It's funny how I look up at cheery blue skies,
and it makes me sad cause I think of your eyes,
It's funny how I can tell when you're not listening,
You stare into nowhere at something glistening,
Then you cut me short and run away,
Hey, hey,
It's funny no matter how hard I try,
I can't seem to do anything right, can I?
It spins me, spins me round in a circle,
Til I fall down and I turn purple,
It's funny how I don't know what you mean,
Cause you were found somewhere between,
So when I lay my head down at night,
I still don't know if I was right,
It's funny how it doesn't matter at all,
Cause I've combed over everything I recall,
It's funny how life's so complicated,
That sometimes we wish we were sedated,
It's funny how so many have hated,
While still others were so elated,
It's funny to think of the secrets of life,
That help us get through the pain and the strife,
Finding our way to a humble laughter,
At all that makes us much wiser after.

El Papa...(LOL)

I realized yesterday that my last note was a bit dramatic. Not that this excuses it, but sometimes you're just having a bad day (or in my case, week) you have to blow off a little steam. I tend to do this more dramatically if left to myself, haha.

I'm currently sitting at a coffee shop with carrie, and in front of us is a giant cup that is a fountain, an overflowing cup. It has all these quotes on it. An ironic one for this moment:

"our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall"
- confucius

I just had a mildly crappy week, it wasn't horrible, just when things are really dull and then crap keeps getting thrown your way all the while, it can feel much worse than it is.

So yesterday night I had to work, I was not all that excited about. On my way home, i really wanted to rent a movie, so i rented pineapple express to just laugh at something stupid. My brother was going to stop over to pick something up from me. we chatted a bit, and i quote "you've got to stop putting your emotions on your facebook status...", ha I love his advice. He left not too long later, I watched my movie and I relaxed, it was beautiful.

Tonight, I have to work again, except tonight is the mother-son dance :) I get to look at cute guys all dressed up! Haha, this should be interesting.

In My Waiting [& My Stupid Irrationality]

I am understanding; I am trying to understand. And what does it matter anyways? In all reality life goes on. I guess that's part of what makes it difficult, is that life goes on. I just don't like waiting, and I want what I want, yet I don't even always know what that is. What I want is constantly changing. Right now, who I am is changing, thankfully in ways that aren't negative. I thought that over the last year and a half, two years I've been learning patience, but all I've discovered now is I'm still too impatient. Well, this might not classify as impatience, but rather eagerness. Sometimes I get too distracted worrying about what life will be, as opposed to taking it as it comes.

Sometimes I think that maybe I'm a little more of a know-it-all that I realize. It's not that I have to always be right, but that I think I have a better grasp on things than I do. Which doesn't often harm me all that much, and it still hasn't. Just in a way that I wasn't expecting...because I thought I knew, even when I was second-guessing myself. I've been listening to this song this week, "everything" (not the michael buble one, but i like that too...). It says "God in my waiting,...be my everything", and I just realized I can't even dwell on this (although I know I will anyways) because God is sufficient, and so what if I was wrong?

I think to myself, "but what can God do about the fact that I'm stupid?", I really thought there's nothing. Then I have to remind myself, that no one is ever exempt from stupidity; I'm human. I'm going to make choices that I'll later regret, and I'm going to do things I'm not proud of. It's just being imperfect, which in the eyes of the One who loves me, doesn't matter.

Anger Renders Me Speechless

Crying is not good when your make-up gets in your eyes, and it stings because mascara is not supposed to go IN your eye. It's also hard when you don't know what to do, or how to help so much so that it becomes frustrating. You wish you could just stop all the madness! But there's really nothing you can do.

I don't get how anyone could be that mean to her. It just doesn't make sense. It's inconceivable, and unbelievable. I mean, you've really got to be a cold person to be mean to someone who's so nice; so undeserving of such treatment. I am so fuming right now! This is all my loyalty talking, but also the fact that this is the outright selfish politics of the simple-minded and cold-hearted, laced with immaturity. I'm honestly just baffled. Some people can't stand having the attention off of them for even a second to the extent that they create a situation to draw the spotlight back. Sadly, they don't realize the ramifications that can, and often do occur when they employ such infantile and hateful tactics.

I just hope they know what they're doing. I hope they understand what they're jeaopardizing! Because for as forgiving at the tender-hearted can be, it's hard to forget a scar.

A Glimmer in His Eyes

There's always a,
Glimmer in his eyes,
And though every part of me tries,
I can't not fall,
And that's got me,
Wondering,
Will it be worth it at all?

Cause he can't be,
Just another to recall,
I'm sick of breaking hearts,
And the feeling each time it starts,
I don't need yet another scar,
Or aching memory,
I want it to be something,
That I can take with me,
Where the laughter outweighs the tears,
And melts away the sorrows,
Of the wasted years,

Or is that too much to ask,
Of a steadily tainted world?
For something to be good;
For a love to be unfurled?
I surely hope not,
For my heart would be for waste,
Lost in this crooked world,
Painfully misplaced.

I Just Like Them

They can be strange together, and I hope I'm lucky enough to find someone who fits me as well as they fit one another :)

Love you guys :)

Job Application

I usually like applying to jobs, but not online. Not usually. I just applied to Dunn Bros, and I liked their application because it was simple; it wanted employment history, basic contact info, and current plans and future plans, as well as "anything else [they] should know". I like those, that's the one little blank that I can plug myself. I'm a better writer than I am interviewee.

Then there's the lovely questionnaires from Lund's. They have their tricky questions that you're not even sure what the correct answer should be, let alone how you would answer it. As an example:

"You've done your share of troublemaking"
Strongly Disagree
Disagree
Agree
Strongly Agree

I usually lean towards strongly disagree...but does that mean I haven't done my share?

or there's"
"People's feelings are their own business"

If I say I disagree, I might sound nosey. If I agree, I sound like I don't care about their feelings. I hate these questionnaires! They all have these two sides to them, making them a possible snare that would cause the system to throw out your application. It's happened to me before, luckily I had connections and got the job anyways, haha. But really, those questionnaires are stupid, I've never even been asked those questions in an interview! What genius worded them, too? Well, here's hoping my answers were sufficient!

I also finished sending my resume with pseudo-cover letters in a bunch of emails to various kinds of positions, from no-exp necessary DJ, to Barista, to Hostess, to wedding photographer! (that's the one I'm most intrigued by!!) So hopefully I find some kind of job that can add yet another life experience to my list, not just to my resume.

Ha, they want me to CLEAN

I'm quite annoyed at the moment. I just found out that our apartment is being shown tomorrow, for next fall. Yes, they gave us the proper amount of notice, but they want it clean. I live in a mess as it is, so that's not going to be happening. Sorry, but I have a life and plans and classes and homework, I didn't receive enough notice to clean my apartment so it's not a sty. Oops.

Also, come to find out I shouldn't have my dog here, at all. I guess technically, I was misinformed upon moving in here that I should've paid a fee to have her here. Pretty much the most important factor other than price...but whatever. Lies are always good, when you use them to get what you want.

So I am expected to drive my dog back to Bloomington today (when we were both just there yesterday, I could've just left her there) AND clean my apartment. My room is the worst part, the rest of our apartment is pretty clean, I've still got stuff in boxes, haha. Then tomorrow, I can't come home in that 4 hour gap I have between classes. I'll pretty much be napping at the union, like all the other unfortunates that can't go home. For my lack of nap, they shall have a dirty bedroom. I guess I'll "tidy up" the rest, but my room would be too much work to tackle in what little free time I have. Also, I don't like to clean by force or expectation. That's not how I roll, I clean in rare but existing random spurts.

Oh, the joys of apartment life!

Crumbly Cookies

It has been quite the boring week this week. Interestingly boring, that is. Ah, but there is yet sunday for something to make this week. I sound so dramatic, like my life is deadly boring. It's not, it's a little...but not deadly.

Let's see, reflecting upon my blah week. Well, there was the documentary we watched in Doc. Cinema on Monday. It was about this kid who's life was really screwed up and he started cross-dressing at a really young age and knew he was gay. It was super trippy and depressing.

Tuesday I'm pretty positive ABSOLUTELY nothing happened. I went to class. I don't even remember tuesday. Ha, that sounds bad...

Wednesday, Madge & I hung out. We got dinner and coffee. This is a trend amongst my friends and I. I'd cook for us, but I think they are afraid of that, lol.

Thursday was the snow storm. Walking to class I slipped on a patch of ice covered in a good 4 inches of snow and fell on the left side of my butt. That should be a lovely bruise. Later that night I decided to take a bath! I swear I hadn't take one since I was like 8 or something. Haha, too bad our tub is really short...didn't really ponder the bath idea that long. I forgot I actually own a rubber-ducky.

Friday was carrie & my crazy uptown experience. I earned another bruise wacking my hip-bone into the granite table top we sat at in the coffee-bar. That was extremely painful.

Today, I had my car jump-started by a local AAA company. Haha, the guy was probably in his 30's or 40's and made the most conversation with me I've had someone I've just met make in a long time (just to give an idea we talked politics, haha)! I'm pretty sure he was interested...which was awkward, but also just funny. I had a good laugh with that one after he left. "Where is home?" LOL Ooooooh gosh.

Then I went home, it had almost been a whole week! I was so proud of myself because I didn't even notice til I already got home. I ate dinner with Shayne and my parents, avec the usual shayne and my witty comments that slide right past my mom and dad. Oh the fun we have.

Then I got to see Sara! I always find it so funny how alike we are, but still totally different. I always enjoy our spastic, slightly judgmental conversations that we probably shouldn't be having in public. She is awesome :) enough said!

Nothing extremely eventful, but lots of little things to make me laugh this week. More than even these. That's how the cookie crumbles.